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€(f The College Greetings is published monthly by the stu- 
dents of the Illinois Woman's College. 

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of all departments, and from the alumnae. They are due 
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Editorial • « 3 

Opening Chapel 5 

Picnicking •...'.. 5 

Fairy Star 6 

On Opening a Truuk 10 

To a Caterpillar 10 

The Sunbeam 11 

The Twenty-fifth Link 11 

'"TwasBrillig" 14 

Swimming • . . 16 

Y. W. C. A. Notes 16 

Some 1913 Y. W. C. A 17 

Atheletic Association 18 

Alumnae Notes 18 

Collige of Music ,21 

The Artist's Course 22 

The College Calender 22 

Society Notes 23 

Faculty Notes 24 


I love old October so, 
I can't bear to see her go- 
Seems to me like losing some 
Old-home relative or chum-- 
'Pears like sorto' settin* by 
Some old friend 'at sigh by sigh 
Was a passin' out o' sight 
Into everlastin' night! 
Hickernuts a feller hears 
Rattlin' down is more like tears 
Droppin' on the leaves below- 
I love Old October so' 


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Vol. XVII Jacksonville, 111., October, 191 3 No I 

Faculty Committee —Miss Mothershead, Miss Baker, Miss 

Editor -Abbie Pcavoy 

Associate Editors— Ertna Elliott, Helena Munson, Helen McGhee 
Business Managers — Geneva Upp, Winifred Burmeister, Alma 


When the college doors swing open to receive us 
into her busy arms, it is necessary for us to leave behind 
many of vacation ways and manners. No longer is the 
easy languor of a pleasant vacation day in harmony with 
the busy first days of college. The laziness of a summer 
afternoon has no place in the bustle of college life. The 
carefreeness of irresponsibility must take its flight when 
duties are placed upon us. The do-as-you-please days 
give way to the days of do as time and judgment demand. 
The joy of sunny hours spent in a hammomck with a book 
which was aimlessly read becomes a memory so vague 
that there is a doubt in the mind of the college girl as to 
whether she had ever had time to read without a purpose. 
Yet in spite of the fact that college gives an aim and pur- 
pose to our days, there is much of vacation living which 
we could well include in the busy winter of work. The 
greatest thing, perhaps, is the keen enjoyment of what 
we do. The second is the taking of the out-of-doors into 
our scheme of work. 

While for many years the Student Y. W. has sent repre- 
sentatives to the summer conference of the central field at 
Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, this is the first time our delegation 

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has been large enough to have a tent to itself. This is the 
first year also that one of the faculty members could be with 
us at the lake. A splendid time we had. Miss Johnston and 
the six girls: Abbie Peavoy, Ruth Want, Esther Fowler, 
Helena Munscon, Lois Coultas and Letta Irwin. For ten 
glorious days we camped on the hillside near the lake, listen- 
ing to lectures from such men as Eev. White of Bloomington, 
Ind., and Dr. Roll of the Iliff School of Theology at Denver, 
gaining help for the coming year from the cabinet and other 
special councils, and rowing over the beautiful lake or resting 
on its shores. From the mad dashing to reserve tables in the 
dining room to the presentation of our stunt, "The Mechani- 
cal Dolls," on College Day, we had fun mingled with our 
serious w T ork. There is nothing that can take the place of 
the inspiration and spirit of Geneva. Sometime soon we 
shall have a Geneca meeting and tell you all about it. In 
the meantime it isn't too early to begin thinking now 
whether you would be a good delegate for next year. 

When the college doors swing open to receive us into her 
busy arms, it is necessary for us to leave behind many of our 
vacation ways and manners. No longer is the easy languor of 
a pleasant vacation day in harmony with the busy first days 
of college. The laziness of a summer afternoon has no place 
in the hustle of college life. The care-freeness of irresponsi- 
bility must take its flight when duties are placed upon us. 
The do-as-you-please days give way to the days of do-as-time 
and judgment demand. The joy of sunny hours spent in a 
hammock with a book which was aimlessly read, become a 
memor}^, so vague, that there is a doubt in the mind of the 
college girl as to whether she had ever had time to read 
without a purpose. Yet, in spite of the fact that college gives 
an aim and purpose to our days, there is much of vacation 
living which we could well include in the busy winter of 
work. The greatest thing, perhaps, is the keen enjoyment 
of what we do; the second is the taking of the out-of-doors 
into our scheme of work. 

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To the old students it was a glad reunion and to the 
new a happy, early assembling — our first chapel service. From 
the opening tones of the organ to the closing prayer, the ex- 
ercises were very impressive. Dr. Harker spoke briefly of 
the three main objects before every student: health, gained 
by proper exercise; rest, and food; scholarship, through hon- 
est, steady work; and faith, which is the greatest and endur- 
eth forever. Then in all we must get the idea of service as 
is suggested in our college motto: "Knowledge, Faith, 
Service." Miss Beebe sang a beautiful arrangement of the 
story of the Prodigal Son. Our new Dean, Miss Mothershead, 
was greeted with applause when presented by the President. 
It was a pleasure to have with us Dr. and Mrs. Pitner, Mrs. 
Lambert, and Mrs. Brown, and Mrs. Gates, as representatives 
of the board of trustees and former presidents, and Rev. 
White and Rev. McCarty from the Methodist churches of the 


Spring, Summer and Autumn have cases on Miss Picnic. 
That young lady sometimes even manages to beguile winter 
into giving her strangely favorable weather. When the green 
things return from their vacations, comes Maid Picnic skip- 
ping along with her basket of sandwiches in one hand, a bot- 
tle of pickles in the other and a great band of devotees saunt- 
ering lazily after. Gradually that frolicking lady shows more 
favor toward summer, so her subjects perforce overcome their 
spring disease and religiously enjoy the sandwiches and 
pickles of their leader. No wading of three-foot dust can call 
a halt, no scorching sun or kind, rain-promising cloud can 
frighten out of the procession any of the marchers. No per- 
sistent attentions from bugs and snakes can keep them from 
the gushing praise of their sovereign. Ten thousand mosqui- 
toes may make a meal of one arm, but the poor victim will 
only say, 'Why, no, there are scarcely any insects in this lo- 

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cality." Someone's teeth may open up the secret abiding 
place of a cute little worm and that somebody thinks nothing 
of it, unless only half of the worm is left after the bite is 
taken. So Miss Picnic goes merrily on. As Fall contrives 
to get the place of honor alongside of her, new supplies have 
to be laid in. No more baskets of sandwiches and bottle of 
pickles can any longer satisfy those in her train. A huge 
wagon-load of goodies is none too much for the ravenous peo- 
ple. Suddenly comes a surprise. The trousseau is made by 
Fall and Miss Picnic becomes Mrs. Go-Nutting. 


Elizabeth smiled as she rolled out of bed and began 
dressing. She smiled throughout breakfast. Her only answer 
to the remarks of the family concerning her evident happi- 
ness was another smile. Breakfast over, she put on her red 
jacket, kissed her mother, and slipped through the side door. 
Once on the walk she began singing softly to herself, but be- 
fore she turned the corner of the house she suddenly stopped 
and her eyes opened wider. 

"What if it shouldn't be true?" whispered Elizabeth to 
herself. "But no," she went on, "the fairy can't have made 
a mistake, and I know the little white gate will be there." 
Her heart pounded, however, as she turned the corner, then 
stood still for a moment, for there concealed almost entirely 
by the vines was the shining white gate that the fairy had 
told her about in her sleep the night before. Elizabeth's 
thin little legs could not carry her fast enough as she ran 
down the path, but when she opened the gate and passed 
into the Enchanted Wood, she had to stand still for pure 
delight and joy. Yesterday, on the other side of the fence 
there had been a meadow, but that had vanished over night, 
and in its stead was the wood that even in Elizabeth's dreams 
she had only known about, but had never been able to see. 

Suddenly she laughed aloud. Wasn't that a really truly 
grapevine swing just a few rods in front of her, and hadn't 
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she wanted to swing in one, ever since her father had told 
her of the fun he used to have in them. Here at last, was 
her chance. With trembling hands and knees, she took her 
seat. The vine held fast. Higher and higher she went. Her 
feet, now, could touch the leaves of one of the branches of 
the tree. Finally with a happy sign she said, "Now, I'll let 
the old cat die," and as the swing came gradually to rest, she 
looked around. She could hear a little brook singing away, 
just around that bend on the left, and she thought of the 
fun it would be to take off her shoes and stockings and wade 
in the brook that ran through the Enchanted Wood. Far 
away on the right she could see gleams of gold and silver 
among the trees and she wondered if it could be the gleams 
from the palace of the Fairy Star. 

Fairy Star! Why what had made her think of Fairy 
Star? She considered this seriously for awhile as the swing 
went backwards and forwards and more slowly. Never before 
&iad she heard of such a name. Then she laughed and said 
crossly to herself, "Oh, you big silly! It was Fairy Star that 
told you about the white gate and it is Fairy Star that made 
you think of her name, and oh, why, of course, she'll be some- 
where around here, and if I hunt, maybe I can find her. 

No sooner said than she had jumped from the swing and 
started toward the gleaming gold and silver. It took longer 
than she had expected, though, to come to the trees. On her 
way, a humming bird flew up to her, and fluttered about her 
head, touched her lips once with his bill as if to give her a 
kiss, and then flew off. Big white butterflies, whose wings 
were covered with green and silver hovered over her as she 
passed under the stately trees. She walked past fountains 
where flashing water rose and fell while the sun touched the 
spray until it seemed as if an ever changing mass of diamonds 
and rubis was held suspended in the air. There were ponds 
filled with gold fish, that darted and swam through their 
depths, until to Elizabeth's eyes there were only lines and 
flashes of swirling flame in the water. She came also to 
gardens where bloomed flowers that she had never sen. 

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One kind of these strange new flowers was so beautiful 
that Elizabeth could not leave it. She stood and looked at 
it as the wind moved its long green leaves and while the yel- 
low petals seemed to grow now larger, now smaller. Surely, 
sometime, somewhere before had she seen it. She leaned 
forward looking at it more closely. The flower seemd to be 
breathing. Suddenly, with a flout of short of white skirts, 
the Fairy Star appeared before Elizabeth's eyes. Her yellow 
hair hung to the bottom of her skirt, and the blue of her 
eyes and the pink of her cheeks made Elizabeth catch her 
breath to think how beautiful the fairy was. The dream had 
not made her so beautiful. The fairy smiled and lifted her 
wand and touched Elizabeth's little gold locket. Instantly 
in the very center appeared a ruby so clear and perfect that 
Elizabeth knew none in the world could be found to match 
this jewel given her in Fairyland. 

"This/' said the fairy, "is your talisman. When you 
go back home, and it is almost time now, no one will be able 
to see it save you yourself. The little gate will be gone and 
when you look over the fence there will be only the meadow 
but if you kiss the ruby, the little gate will appear and you 
can pass through, back to our Enchanted Wood." 

A little breeze sprang up, and the fairy swayed to and 
fro with it, gazing all the while into Elizabeth's eyes and 
smiling. "When they tell you there is no Fairyland and no 
Enchanted Wood, and no Fairy Star, who is queen over all, 
touch your talisman and you will know, little child of day 
dreams, that all these things are true." 

As she spoke these last words the wind, which played 
melodies continually through the trees, lifted her gently 
from her feet and Elizabeth was left, gazing deep into the 
heart of the yellow flower. Slowly she retraced her steps, 
past the ponds and the fountains, past the grape vine swing, 
down to the gate that had opened in the morning to let her 
into the Wood Enchanted, 

The next morning came but Elizabeth did not get up 
with another happy smile on her face. Instead she lay in 

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bed and felt very tired and when she did not come down to 
breakfast her mother sent for the doctor. Elizabeth's good 
old doctor — Jarvis. And Dr. Jarvis looked at Elizabeth quite 
crossly but with a sly twinkle in his eyes and said, "H-m, 
young lady, played out in the woods all day yesterday, didn't 
you, and talked with the fairies?" Elizabeth smiled then for 
the doctor always understood, even when no one else did, and 
nodded a happy yes, in reply. 

"Well, now," went on the doctor, "supposing you just 
tell me about it, while Mrs. John gets us some breakfast." 
And Elizabeth told Dr. Jarvis all about it, while her mother 
fixed the breakfast and she even showed him the rubv and 
he could see it too; oh, very plainly! Then came the break- 
fast, and after that Elizabeth decided to get up and walk 
around the house for a little time. But Dr. Jarvis said to 
Elizabeth's mother when he went down the staihcase and 
stopped in the hall for a minute: "Too much cerebral excite- 
ment, Madam; entirely too much. Iler body can't stand for 
it. You've got to get her away from this atmosphere. Every 
old gossip in this neighborhood has a lot of folk tales and 
fancy stories stored up in her mind, and that child upstairs 
can't think or see or dream anything else. Take her away for 
five or six months." 

Early the first morning after her return, just as on that 
day six months before, Elizabeth slipped once more around 
the corner of the house. 

"It might have been true," she said seriously, "but 
•somehow it seems so far away, and I can't even find the 
ruby, now." Quickly she looked down the path. Would it 
be the Enchanted Wood or the meadow? With a long drawn 
sigh, the doubtful expression vanished. The little white 
gate, too, was gone. 

Lois Coui/tas '13 

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Flutter, flutter miller-moth 
From out the folds of my best cloth 
Fd thought to use to make a gown, 
But there you've left holes up and down. 
In every folcl the dot of blue 
Is eaten wholly out by you. 
I ruefully watch you hover about, 
Then, angry, think I'll fix you right, 
And clap you between my hands quite tight, 
But I miss; you've managed to fly without, 
This time to find my muff, no doubt. 


You're funny and woolly and long and thin, 

And you crawl with a hump, I see; 
I like to watch you, I wish you'd go faster, 

But, oh, don't come nearer me. 

You're yellow there between your rings; 

Is that black spot your nose? 
If Willie were here, he'd let you crawl 

Eight up and over his toes. 

Oh, here, let me balance you on this stick, 

You fell; did it hurt; that's no fair. 
You're all curled up in a little circle 

And upside down; I declare. 

Were Willie here, he'd set you to rights. 

He says that girls are silly. 
He chased me once; it wasn't fun, 

But goodbye quick — there's Willie. 

— Anne Marsh aw, '13 
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A beam shown down in a green, green glade; 

From far in the sky to the grass it came, 
Through leaves that danced and shadows made 

No two at once or ever the same. 
He shone; he twinkled; he waltzed in shade, 

With flowers for partners, this gay young beam; 
He kissed each one in the part he played. 
Each blossom he'd touched would drop her head 
When she saw her neighbor as rival led; 
Then as all were tasted, he took his flight; 
The flowers crept under quite out of sight. 


There are some rare families to whom anniversaries are 
days of sacrament when the best one has is offered in love 
at the shrine of comradeship. So it was with the Ditson fam- 
ily. Perhaps it was that very fact that had kept the romance 
in their home through the twenty-five years since Tom and 
Lucy Ditson had started it. Anniversaries had seen to their 
opportunities to express visible appreciation of the love and 
companionship that they had found. Their wedding day had 
always been the one great anniversary — the day of all days 
that they devoted to each other — and for the first time on her 
silver wedding day, Mrs. Ditson was alone. This morning 
she had finished the few breakfast dishes and had done the 
straightening swiftly that she might the better watch for the 
mail man. Eagerly she strained to catch the first glimpse of 
him as he turned the corner two blocks below. She knew 
there would be a letter for her — confidence born of remem- 
bered anniversaries assured her of that. She almost knew 
what it would contain and she colored as a girl waiting for 
her lover's message. She knew, too, that Tom would have 
little to say of what was really most important, fearing to 
spoil what little pleasure she might find in a day apart from 
him by bad news of the forest. Yesterday had come only a 

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hasty note from the fire line, telling her that the situation 
was far more serious in the timber lands than even Tom had 
dared think when word came to the lumber firm that fire 
was raging in the forest tract. How worn and haggard Tom 
had looked when he left, for the year had been a bad one in 
business and now fire threatened the new sawmill that had 
eaten the profits of the last few years in its construction. But 
even as they had hurriedly packed the traveling bag, while 
Lucy was putting studs in extra shirts Tom had found time 
to put his arm around her and whisper that he didn't believe 
he could get back for the eighteenth and to tell her then 
some of the tender anniversary messages. She had been 
brave at the time; she had told him not to worry about her, 
that she would be thinking only of him and wishing for good 
news, but she had watched him off with a lonesome ache 
that grew bigger as the days went by until it was almost more 
than she could master this morning. 

There on top of the letter pile lay the one from Cedar- 
ville that she had been watching for., and under it one from 
Helen. Helen's, she knew, would be full of breezy college 
news, of the latest stunt, a coming party, and somewhere 
in its scribbled pages would be "best anniversary wishes for 
Mumsie and Dad/' and perhaps half a page about how much 
it meant to her that there ever had been occasion for this 
particular anniversary. But Helen's letter could wait — Mrs. 
Ditson put it aside as she settled down to read her husband's. 
It was a tender letter, mostly reminiscent, for as she had ex- 
pected, there was little of the ravages of the fire except the 
one line, "The fire is still gaining headway. I am afraid, 
little wife, our silver collection wont grow much this year." 
She had told Tom especially not to pay any attention to an 
anniversary present. She was happy that he had known that 
she didn't need presents to realize his devotion. And yet it 
was hard to have their silver chain broken. "The silver 
chain" they had called it even since that first eighteenth of 
October when Tom had fastened the little silver chain around 
her neck. Each anniversary had added a link in the silver 

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chain of years, for each year Tom had brought her some bit 
of silver. It was a sacred anniversary rite of Lucy's to bring 
all her silver gifts and to polish them tenderly and resplend- 
ently. This morning she had collected them all, from the 
first little chain to the oyster fork of last year. By the worth 
of the gifts she could trace the ups and downs of the years, 
from the single odd pickle fork or bon-bon spoon to the most 
elegant coffee service that had celebrated Tom's election into 
the lumber firm. Each gift had its associations, its memories 
of a gay holiday, or half holiday, according as Tom was clerk 
or junior partner and could command or ask for time. But 
each gift, whether great or small, had its share of love and 
that it was that had brought the happy flush to Mrs. Ditson's 

Theodore Ditson, lately graduated from Teddy days by 
his position of clerk in his father's firm, had found his mother 
still polishing when he rushed in at noon to give her a very 
full-sized and energetic hug, and bring "white roses for the 
bride, Mumsie dear, and I'm to play bride-groom this after- 
noon, for I'm off a whole hour early and we'll go jaunting 

"Teddy, dear, you shouldn't have— — " Mrs. Ditson be- 
gan from the roses. 

"Mumsie Ditson, are you crying? Shame on you! Try 
and see if I won't make as good a beau as Dad. Why, Mum- 
sie, I don't believe you've even started lunch and I'm almost 
starved," Teddy called from the kitchen. 

"0, Teddy, I didn't realize it was so late. But you run 
out of here and I'll have luncheon ready in a jiffy." 

"Surely I can set the table with all the silver array ready, 
only please don't ask me to eat with oyster forks, just because 
that would be the sentimental thing to do." 

. Teddy, steering clear of the lumber topic, for news from 
his father that morning had been most discouraging and this 
was the one day when troubles weren't brought to mother, 
made luncheon as hilarious as he could, smiling devoted at- 

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tention across the table to his mother, enthroned behind her 
bride's roses and shining coffee service. 

"Bravo for little mother/' Teddy thought to himself as 
he left the house after luncheon, never realizing that his 
mother's gaiety was as forced as his own. 

The afternoon proved harder than the morning for Mrs. 
Ditson, for there was still time after all the silver gifts were 
put away before four o'clock when Teddy was due. She was 
all dressed, even to the laying out of the little chain of her 
first anniversary long before then. She held the necklace 
in her hands; its links were perfect, and it was hard to think 
that one link would be missing from her silver chain of years. 
What an odd chain it was with tiny and big links — a silver 
filigree pin link next to a silver tray link. She had told Tom 
not to get anything — of course that was right — and it meant 
more that he knew that she understood than any priceless 
gift could have meant without that understanding. But a 
broken chain must ever be a broken chain, or a soldered one 
and even love could not solder over a missing link. 

She clasped the perfect chain to hurry down for the 
afternoon mail, and the banging screen door announced its 
arrival. Sunday there wouldn't be another letter from Tom; 
no, there weren't any letters; only a tiny box that she opened 
eagerly. Within, enthroned on its bed of cotton, lay a brand 
new silver dime. 

Louise Gates. 


"'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves- 

With the re-reading of the old words the girl down on 
the floor before the bookcase forgot that she was no longer 
a little girl, forgot that she was supposed to be grown up now, 
that her skirts were quite long, and that she had put away 
childish things; forgot that she was no longer the playmate 
of the child Alice. The "Jabberwock" and the "mimsy 

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brogoves" called to her (ill this afternoon she wandered if 
after all she wasn't still ready to go with Alice anywhere. 

Once again she was back in that little girl's land of 
"Let's Pretend." What a land it had been too. Almost 
breathlessly she had read with Alice of all those mystic crea- 
tures and as Alice had said, "It seems very pretty. Some- 
how it seems to fill my head with ideas." So her own head 
had been filled with ideas. What mattered it if the dic- 
tionary failed to make more clear those curious words. In 
this land of hers she could herself find meanings. " 'Twas 
brillig" meant quite plainly that it was four o'clock, and the 
possibility of anyone's disagreeing had never entered her head. 
The "slithy toves" were very realistic in their writhings and 
the "Jabberwock" himself was dreadful beyond all words. 
How cruel it had been to be called back to the real world 
for prosaic meals. More than once the despicable soup had 
been swallowed just for the pure joy of saying, 
"Beautiful soup, so rich and green, 
Waiting in a hot tureen * * * 
Soup of the evening — beautiful soup." 

And once on a very memorable occasion a broken mirror 
testified of an attempt to enter into that wonderful land of 
looking-glass flowers and beasts. 

Now as the grown-up girl sat before the bookcase she 
wondered somewhat, why instinctively she had sought Alice 
again this afternoon. To be sure, it was a child's story, but 
her love for it had grown as she had grown. As a child she 
had loved it for its very impossibility and for its fascination, 
because it was a fairy tale. 

Now she loved it because she was beginning to under- 
stand it. She thought of the genius that could tell such a 
story, for it must needs take genius to imagine a tale so fas- 
cinating that children loved it, and grownups kept it among 
their classics. Once she had never thought of the mastery 
of words, the skill and artistic touches in their combination. 
True, she still felt that her present love for the story would 
amount to little, were it not based on her childish love; but 

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on the other hand she knew that her little girl's conception 
would only be a pleasant memory, had not study and knowl- 
edge given her a cleared understanding. She didn't care now 
who knew she still loved Alice; now she was no longer 
ashamed to confess that night after night she had put her- 
self to sleep drowsily murmuring, " 'Twas brillig." 


"You want to know how I learned to swim. Oh! That 
was easy enough." 

"Why, of course I wasn't afraid of getting my new bath- 
ing suit wet, but I couldn't help the water being cold at first. 
Then I dived right in — no, I didn't mean sure enough div- 
ing — I meant I waded out and ducked under. Does that suit 
you better?" 

"Well, I don't care if you don't call that swimming; it's 
the only way to learn. Then I lifted both feet up at once and 
began to churn the water in all directions, and about that 
time I went under. 

"Did I swallow any water? Well I should say! Why 
the lake lowered several inches (before I could cough up the 
water I had swallowed). Before long that got monotonous 
and I decided to try floating for awhile, but don't you know, 
every time I tried to float on my back, my head would hit the 
bottom with a thud. 

"Well, yes, I did go back to swimming and tried every 
way that had ever been invented until 

"Oh, you are wrong there! I did learn. One day they 
said I couldn't learn and it made me so angry I swam just 
to prove I could. 

"Just like a woman, you say? Yes, it is like a woman 
to do what she tries, isn't it?" 

Y. W. C. A. NOTES 

Y. W. C. A. — "a very present help in time of need/' has 
already lived up to its name in this, the first week of school. 

Early Monday morning the Y. W. girls began meeting 

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trains and welcoming the new girls to I. W. C, nor was this 
work discontinued until late Wednesday night. 

In the hall near the main entrance was an Information 
Bureau, managed entirely by the Y. W. C. A. From there 
the girls were shown to their rooms, taken to the different 
departments to register, and their numerous and varied ques- 
tions answered. 

On the following Saturday night the Y. W. C, A. enter- 
tained all the new girls and those living out in town at its 
annual party. Each old girl invited and brought a guest, 
making some two hundred and fifty present. The cabinet 
stood in the receiving line and welcomed them. Every girl 
wore her name pinned upon her, and the purpose of the fea- 
tures that followed was to make everyone acquainted with 
everyone else. 

Eefreshments of mint frappe and wafers were served in 
a roof garden, which was so decorated with branches, vines 
and other foliage that it made a perfect little arbor in the 
air. Its seclusion was furthered by its being lighted entirely 
by Japanese lanterns, that were strung among the branches. 
A pantomime, representing Pilgrim's Progress, applied to Y. 
W. C. A. progress, but in the olden style and dress, and given 
in a continuous tableau, closed the altogether successful 

SOME 1913 Y. W. C. A. 

Helen Moore is teaching English and Expression in 
the Synodical College in Taladega, Ala. 

Elizabeth Tendick has charge of English in the High 
School in Hume, 111., and Golden Berryman has the same de- 
partment in Batavia, Lois Coultas is doing graduate work 
in the University of Illinois wiiere she won a fellowship for 
her high scholarship. Josephine Boss remains in I. W. C. 
halls, continuing her course for her degree. 

The graduates in the Home Economics course who were 
wishing to teach have secured positions as follows: Agnes 

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Kogerson is assistant teacher in the Jacksonville High School; 
Mary Louise Dickie is in the Agricultural College in Ever- 
green, Ala., and will next year return to College to pursue 
the course for her degree. Anna Heist is in Murphy College, 
Levierville, Tenn.; Helen Ingalls in the High School in 
White Hall; Ruth Me in the Granite Falls, Minn., High 
School; Goldie McLaird in West Concord, Minn.; Jessie 
Campbell in Lawrenceville, 111., High School, and Frances 
Freeman in Marion, 111. These enthusiastic well-trained 
girls are sure to reflect credit upon the I. W. C. Home 
Economics School. 

Elizabeth Dunbar follows her preferred line of study in 
teaching High School English in Raymond, 111. The re- 
maining names in the list must be left until the next issue 
of the Greetings. 


We are looking forward to a great year for the Athletic 
Association. During the summer the tennis courts have been 
leveled and resown, so that they are in fine condition for the 
fall tennis. Everyone should remember that spring will bring 
another and better tournament even than we had last spring. 
Already the long bow has been seen on the back campus and 
the archers are trying to become expert enough to shoot 
rampaging goats and such on Hike Club expeditions or 
Science trips. 



Vacation days with the freedom of out-of-door life, long 
twilights and glorious harvest moons are days of romance. 
Always the announcements of engagements and the sending 
out of wedding cards seem to follow the summer time. 

On August 1st at Ashland, 111., announcement was made 
of the engagement of Miss Annette Rearick, ? 12, to Mr. Harry 
J. Lohman. Miss Rearick was prominent in College activi- 
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ties during her lour years here, holding Senior (lass, Y. VV. 
V. A. and Phi Nu presidencies. Mr. Lohman is in the groc- 
ery business in Ashland. The date of the wedding has not 
yet been set. 

Last June brought record of two I. W. C. brides. Miss 
Eloise Smith was married the middle of the month to Mr. 
Ewen Whitloek. They are living in Jacksonville. On June 
25th Miss Helen Lewis, '10, of Quincy, and Mr. Alvin Keys 
of Springfield, were married at the bride's home. They art 
at home in Springfield, 1209 South Seventh street. 

Miss Gertrude Newman of the class of 1914 was married 
to Mr. Obermeyer. Her college friends and classmates join 
in wishing her a happy life. 

Among the September brides in Jacksonville are several 
I. W. C. daughters. On the third, Catherine Kogerson and 
Dr. Henry C. Woltman were married at the home of the 
bride. The service was read by Dr. Davis, out on the beau- 
tiful lawn, where the bridal party met him at an improvised 
altar beneath the fine old oak trees which no doubt had been 
a favorite trysting place. Dr. and Mrs. Woltman will con- 
tinue to reside in Jacksonville. 

On September 13th Mr. and Mrs. Ezra C. Scott gave 
their daughter Emma in marriage to Mr. Eobert Eaper Jen- 
nings. President Harker, who had just arrived at home from 
his summer abroad, read the service with impressive feeling 
for this former pupil. Mr. and Mrs. Jennings will engage in 
Christian Association work in Jenkins, Ky. 

In Danville at Kimber Church, on September 7th, Edna 
D. Starkew class of 1905, was married to Dr. Otto H. Crist, 
and the home of these young people will continue to be in 
that city. 

The culmination of a pretty romance which began on 
a I vans- Atlantic liner when Anne White was returning from 
a year's study in Oxford, England, occurred on July 5th 
when this favorite alumna of the class of 1905 became the 

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W$t College Greeting* 

bride of Prof. A. B. Meservey of Dartmouth College. The 
happy journey across the Atlantic proved ample time for 
these enthusiastic students to discover their congenial tastes 
and aspirations and the longer voyage of life promises every 
happiness as they enter upon it in the interesting old college 
town of Hanover, New Hampshire. 

Another wedding which interests alumnae of recent 
years is that of the son of President and Mrs. Harker — Mr. 
Ralph W. Harker — who on September 7th was united in 
marriage with Miss Bertha Gray of Portland, Oregon. The 
bonds bringing these young people together were woven dur- 
ing their student days in Northwestern University, four 
years ego. Mr. and Mrs. Harker will make their home in 
San Francisco, wdiere Mr. Harker holds a responsible posi- 
tion as manager of the San Francisco office of the Dake Ad- 
vertising Agency. 

Eecent Chicago papers have given full mention of the 
meeting of the National Council of Women Voters which was 
held in Washington City. Mrs. Clyde W. Stone, an alumna 
of I. W. C. in the class of 189-1, acted on the Congressional 

The annual convention of the Woman's Home Mission- 
ary Society will be held in Washington in October. A large 
number of I. W. C. daughters will be in attendance; among 
the number from the class of ; 74 is Mrs. Emma Graves Per- 
kins of San Francisco, who is chairman of the bureau for 
the work among the Japanese, Korean, Hawaiian and Orien- 
tal women on the Pacific coast. Mrs. J. E. Woodcock, of 
the Centennial Class, is general secretary of Guards and 
Jewels and is planning for an exhibit that will represent the 
work of the important department. Miss Olivia Dunlap, Na- 
tional Organizer, is a graduate of I. W. C. in the class of '88. 

Mrs. Bertha Beeed Coffman and her hus- 
band, Dr. George E. Coffman, have spent the last two years 
in Chicago, doing graduate work in the University. Mrs. 
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XKfte College (greeting* 

Coffman has for years beer an enthusiastic student of Ger- 
man, and received her Ph. I), in that work at the summer 
convocation. Dr. Coffman has accepted the position as pro- 
fessor of English in the University of Montana, tocated at 
Missoula, which will be their future home. 


The enrollment of the College of Music is far superior 
to that of last year. 

The class in public school music started in with a good 
enrollment under the direction of Miss Ailsie Goodrick. Miss 
Goodrick has had a long experience in this work, having 
taught in many public schools, including the Jacksonville 
schools, where she is now employed. 

While Director and Professor Swarthout had private 
classes during the summer, they were able to find time to 
make an automobile tour to Lake Shawano, Wisconsin. 

Miss Louise Miller, a former student and faculty mem- 
ber of the college, has accepted the position of secretary and 
accompanist for Frederick W. Root of Chicago. 

Miss Beebe coached with Karleton Hackett of Chicago, 
during her vacation months, and her recital program will be 
selections, entirely from American composers. 

Miss Nicholson spent three very pleasant weeks of her 
vacation in the Adirondacks. 

Mrs. Colean visited in Petoskey, Michigan. 

Miss Hay was cashier and bookkeeper for "The Bayview 
Summer Home Association." 

Mrs. Hartman spent the vacation at her 'home in Pond 
du Lac, Wisconsin. 

Mrs. Kolp had a class in Jacksonville this summer. 

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Nov. 3 — Van Vliet, cello; M. Edwards, piano. 

Nov. 17 — Mrs. Grace W. Jess, voice. Miss Robinson. 

Dec. 7 — J. A. Riis, lecture. 

Jan. 12 — Clarence Eddy, organ. 

Jan. 31 — M. Flowers, reader. 

Feb. 9 — E. Howard Griggs, lecture. 

March 2 — Christine Miller, voice. 

March 27 — Kneisel Quartette. 

One other lecture on art will be announced later. 


Sept. 15— First Registration Day. The early comers 

Sept. 16— Second Registration Day. A busy one for 
the faculty and Y. W. C. A. 

Sept. 17 — Opening chapel. 

Sept. 18 — Classes reported for recitations. 

Sept. 19— Miss Johnston and Miss Anderson entertained 
the Seniors and Juniors at a delightful tea on the campus 
in honor of Miss Mothershead. 

Sept. 20— The Y. W. party for the new girls. 

Sept. 21— First meeting of the Y. W. C. A.. Subject: 
"The Meaning of Y. W." Leader, Ruth Want. 

Sept. 22 — A day to finish settling of rooms. 

Sept. 23— Greeting's Day at chapel. 

Sept. 27— College Sing. 
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QCfje College (greetings 



P'hi Nu regrets the loss of three of her official members. 
Mary Lawson and Vera Hess will not return. Anne Ship- 
ley's health is making her an unwilling absent member. Miss 
Crum has been elected to fill the secretary's chair, and Miss 
Gumerson to act as treasurer. 

Kuth Keavis, after an absence of two years, has returned 
to resume her work. 

Belles Lettres 

It may be of interest to those who knew our last year's 
Seniors to learn that Anna Heist is teaching Domestic 
Science in Sieversville, Tenn.; that Lois Coultas will take her 
Master's Degree at Champaign this year, and that Golden 
Berryman has a responsible position as teacher of language 
in Batavia, 111. 

Lambda Alpha Mu 

Lambda Alpha Mu is glad to welcome back its members. 

The new society room on fourth floor, Harker Hall, pre- 
sents a dignified and yet homelike appearance in shades of 
brown and tan, and it does the hearts of the girls good to 
sing to the strains of their own piano. 

At a called meeting of the society, the following officers 
were elected to fill the places of those who did not return 
this year: Secretary, Miss Florence Haller; corresponding sec- 
retary, Miss Hazel Kinnear; pianist, Miss Edith Colton; 
ushers, Miss Hazel Kiblinger and Miss Lucille Eheinbach. 

Theta Sigma 

Theta Sigma starts out twenty-one strong this year. Al- 
though we are very sorry to lose a large number of our mem- 
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bers, we feel fortunate in having as many left as there are. 
We especially regret the loss of several of our officers. The 
following have been elected to fill the vacancies: 

President, Helen McGhee. Treasurer, Mary Baldridge. 
Summoner, Mabel Larson. Librarian, Clara Kelly. Choris- 
ter, Louise Hughes. 

We are comfortably settled this year in a home of our 
own, in the fifth floor alcove of Harker Hall. We have fur- 
nished the room, and are glad to welcome any of the new 
comers to this new home of ours. 


We are all sorry that critical illness at home has pre-' 
vented Miss Jennie Anderson from returning to us. 

The faculty were entertained at a dinner on the Satur- 
day night before registration day by Mrs. Harker. 

A number of new members have taken their places on 
the faculty. Miss* Helen Parsons in the French department; 
Miss Baker of the English department; Miss Florence 
Churton, director in Home Economics; Miss Leicht is her 
assistant; Miss Mothershead will have charge of the depart- 
ment of Philosophy. 

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THE TWENTY DEPARTMENTS in our store are 
just like twenty little stores, every one devoted to 
the sale and display of articles for THE Modern 
Woman's wear. 

Each Department makes a determined and successful 
effort to show first the ATTRACTIVE NEW STYLES 
OF THE SEASON. You'll find shopping* pleasant 

Kid Gloves 
Fabric Gloves 

White Goods 
Iyaces and 


Art Goods 
Toilet Goods 
Jewelry and 

Knit Underwear 

Children's Wear 
Muslin Underwear 
and Waists 
Coats and Suits 





Footwear for all occasions — 
Street Shoes 

Dress Slippers 

Bed-room Slippers 

-E3_ O JP jEP J±i JrO S* 
We Repair Shoes 




Pennants, Stationery, Tennis Goods, Drug's, School 

Supplies, Toilet Articles, Novelties, Memory 

Books and Photo Albums 


Goods Delivered 

Phone*: Illinois 57a, Bell 457 Corner South Main St. and Square 


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Otto Speith 
pboto portraiture 

Our Portraits were accepted and hung at the National Convention 
in Kansas City 1913 

1 Formerly Watson Studio 

Southwest Corner Square 

At the Registration Table 

New Student: "I want to graduate." 

Miss D.: "What in?" 

New Student: "I don^t care; just so I graduate." 

Miss N.: "Did you say sign Clara up? Oh, I thought 
you said sign Geneva Upp." 

New Student: "I want to take a course in home 



I For Everything Sweet 

Hot and Cold Sodas 

216 East State Street 


Have a complete line of 

Drugs, Kodaks, Perfumes, 
Stationery and Holiday Giftsf 

We do Developing" & Printing! 


East and West Side Square 

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The most dainty things in Rings and Jewelry. 

New and handsome styles of goods in Sterling Silver 

Highest grades of Cut Glass, and every 

description of Spectacles and Eye Glasses 

Pine Diamonds a Specialty 

I at 


The Oldest Established Jewelry House in Central Illinois 

West Side Square 

Both Phones 96 


All the Faculty, Students and Friends! 


Mathis, Kamm & Shibe say 

of the College should have a Checking! 
or vSavings Account with 


We can furnish your 
Shoes and Party Slippers 



in the popular styles, 



leathers, and 

F. B. Farrell, President 



B. K. Crabtree, Vice-President | 
H. H. Potter, Cashier 


M. W. Osborne, Asst. Cashier 


A Conversation 

"Miss Mothers'head said—" 

"Not Miss M'othershead; the Mothers'head — it's a title, 
not her name. It's what they call her as head of the school." 





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I For those who discriminate 

We simply suggest that it has been our constant effort to 
1 please the students who come to our city. We select only the 
| best materials and prepare them with skilfull loving care. 

Pure Candies, Hot and cold Soda, Brick Ice Cream and 
| Plain and Decorated Birthday Cakes. 

Telephone 227. All packages delivered. We cater for all 
1 College functions. 

Vickery & Merrigan 


I 227 West State Street 

|Both Phones 309 




West Side Square 

Brady Bros. 

Everything- in Hardware andf 
Paints ! 

At the Information Bureau 

GirPs Father: "Please can yon tell me when I can get a 
train for Carlinville?" 

1 The Jacksonville National Bank 

invites your business 

Capital . . . $200,000 
1 Surplus . . 34»ooo 

I Deposits . . . 1,100,000 


1 U. S. Depository for Postal Saving Bank 

Jacksqnvilul. III. 

Established 1890 

Julius E. Strawn, President 
Chas. B. Graff, Cashier 
Vice-Presidents: T. B. Orear 

H. J. Rogers, A. A. Curry 

J. R. Robertson 
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Low Prices Square Dealing* | 
Keep us busy 

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Coats, Suits and Skirts tailored to your individual 
measure and form at 


All work made in our own shop by expert workmen. We 
guarantee to fit you. 


233 East State Street 

Opposite Pacific Hotel 

New Girl: "Say, do you suppose that there is any way I 
can get a front room with two south windows?" 

'Please can you tell me if the circus parade goes 'by 



Designs, Cut Flowers ? 

Southwest Corner Square 
1 Greenhouses, South Diamond St. 
Store: Bell Phone 154, 111. 182 
Greenhouses, Bell 775 


The Young* Ladies' Shoe Store | 

See the "BABY DOLL SHOE.'! 
It's the Latest. I 

We carry a full line of Evening Slippers! 
in all colors. 1 

If it's new, we have it 


East Side Square 

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Andre & Andre 

Everything" in 

High Grade House Furnishing! 

for Everybody, Everywhere 
46-50 North Side Square 


| And Annex for Ladies 

I 221-223 East State Street 

jjlllinois Phone 308 Bell Phone 57 


Proprietor of 

City Steam Dye Works 

Dry Cleaning of Fancy 

Waists and Dresses 

a Specialty 

230 East State St. Jacksonville, 111. 
Illinois Phone 388 

E. F., introducing a new girl: "Miss Bigger — " 
New Girl: "Did you say Bigger?" 

E. F., dippily: "Well, I don't know if she's bigger or 
not, but that's her name." 

I Florence Kirk King 
Hair Dresser 

1 Special Service in Shampooing 
I Scalp Treatment, Manufacturing 
1 Hair into Latest Styles 
I Work done by appointment 
1 111. Puone 837 503 W. College St. 



Cherry's Livery I 

Finest Light and Heavyf 


Lowest Rates 


35-237, 302-304-306 North Main Stieet| 



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Robert H. Reicl 


Successor to McCullou«fh Bros. 

East Side Square 1 


Gamer as, Films, Papers, 


| Photo Supplies for Kodakers 
|Dereloping, Printing and Mounting 

S. S. Kresge CoJ 


at reasonable prices 

5c & ioc Store 


Armstrongs Drugstore 

New and Up-to-Date 


South West Corner Square 


"Can you tell me where the College Home is? I have 


been here three days, and I haven't seen a thing of it unless 


it is that large house at the lower end of the campus." 


Ask your grocer for 



H. J. & h. M. SMITH 



Art Needle Work 
and Millinery 

| Made Clean. Delivered clean 

an West State Street 


in waxed paper wrappers 


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|We have built up our GROCERY and DRUG Departments on a solidl 
foundation of INTEGRITY. In our GROCERY and DRUGS WEl 
|SAY WHAT WE BELIEVE, and our customers BELIEVE WHAT| 
|WE SAY. Every item in our store is an example of PURE FOOD,! 

ROBERTS BROS. phcicsooJ 

29 South Side Sq. | 

1 Phones S00 

Pictorial Review Patterns 

For Sale at 

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Illinois Phone 419 Bell Phone 417 | 

A. L. Bromley [ 

Ladies' Tailor 

Cleaning, Pressing, Dyeing and \ 
Repairing. Indies* Man Tail- \ 
ored Suits to order. Remodeling 1 
of all kinds. Special rates to 1 
I. W. C. students. All work | 
called for and delivered promptly \ 

Serapnina Enters College 

Seraphina, at the train to the Y. W. girl who met her: 
"Please direct me to the college. No, just show me the way 
and Fll find my way. I don^t care to go with the other girls." 

Seraphina, at the Information Bureau: "Will a red crepe 
kimona do to wear in my room? I want to save my silk one 
to wear when the faculty give spreads." 


111. Phone 57 Bell Phone 92 


Fresh Drugs, 


Fancy Goods 

Ideal Bread 



is better 


Badoer Drug Store 

so are the Cakes 


2 doors West of Postoffice 


235 E. State Street 




I It will pay you to visit | 


I Jewelry Store | 


Len G. Magill 

East SUte Street 111. Phone 418 


Grocery ) 

A good place to trade 
221 West State Street 

Seraphina at the registration table: Miss C: "What Ger- 
man have you read?" 

Seraphina: "Gluck Auf, Immensee, and Heath^s Die 

Shouldn't Seraphina have extra credit? 

Montgomery & Deppe 




Dry Goods and Ready-to-Wear Garments 

Telephone for the Fall Catalogue 

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College Jewelrv 

Engraved Cards and Invitations 

Chafing Dishes, Copper and Brass Goods 

Special Die Stationery 

21 South Side Square 

Piepenbrings Variety Store 

One block east of College 


Candies Cakes 

Cookies Pies 

Sandwiches Pop on Ice 

Groceries California Fruits 
School Suppiies 

Jacksonville's foremost Men's Store | 

Mackinaw and Sweater Coats| 

Mannish Cut and Form Fitting 1 

Hand Bags, Suit Cases and I 


I. W. C. Banners and Pillows! 


Seraphina fixing her room; to her room-mate who is la- 
menting a soiled curtaiii: "Well let's just wash it and hang 
it up and let it dry wet; then we'll not have to iron it." 

Seraphina, sending for a light, when asked what size 
says: "I don't know exactly, but a fifty horse-power will be 
all right." 

[Ladies' Late Style Sweater 

Are Sold by 

jFrank Byrns §£, 


Wall Paper, Painting | 
and Interior Decorating 
Pictures and Frames 

314 W. State St., Scott Block 


Jacksonville, 111. 

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peacock Inn 





DESKS and 


Johnson, Hackett & Guthrie 




Vacation Blunders 

Miss E. E., in the country: "Listen to that woodpecker 


Her Country Friend: "Sing? He's pecking on a tree." 
Miss E, E.: "Well, it's instrumental music then, isn't it?" 





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Girls, Patronize our Advertisers I 

Dr. Albyn Lincoln Adams 

Oculist and Aurist 
to the State School for the Blind 

323 West State Street 

Practice limited to diseases of the 
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat 

Both Telephones 


326 West State St. 

Another on the Minnesota Visitor at the 
Falls of Minnehaha 

Miss E., looking first at the small volume of water going 
over the falls, then at the seemingly increased volume as it 
fell over the ledge: "Well, I don't see how such a little stream 
of water has energy to fall so far." 



Office and Residence 
340 West State Street 



Jacksonville's Best and most 


The Home of the Traveling Man 
Jno. B. Snell, Prop. 
Rates #2.25, $2.50, and $3.00 per day 
One Block West of Womans College 
Opposite Post Office 
Rooms with or without bath 
Local and Long Distance Telephone 

in every room. 

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At Geneva on Stunt Day 

Miss F: "Who shall be leader for our mechanical dolls?" 
Miss W.: "Well; it will have to be someone who can talk 

loud and make up as she goes along." 

Miss P.: "Then let Letta do it. I know that she can, 

because I sat next to her last year in Logic. 

Ayers National Bank 

Founded 1852 




United States 


Special Window for Ladies 
Ladies' Waiting- Room 
We make a feature of Ladies' Accounts, and have 
provided facilities for their exclusive use 


I M. F. Dunlap, President O. F. Buffe, Cashier 

I Andrew Russel, Vice President R. C. Reynolds, Asst. Cashier 

I R. M. Hockenhull, Vice President H. C, Clement, Asst. Cashier 

C. G. Rntledge, Vice President 

I Owen P. Thompson George Deitrick 

I Edward F. Goltra R. M. Hockenhull 

I John W. I^each M. F. Dunlap 

Harry M. Capps 
O. F. Buffe 
Andrew Russel 


Music Hall 
Erected 1906 

Main Building 
Erected 1850 

Erected 1902 

Harker Hall 
Erected 1909 


College of Liberal Arts 

(Full classical and scientific courses) 

College of Music 

School of Fine Arts 

School of Expression 

School of Home Economics 

<£A Standard College — one of the best. 
Regular college and academy courses 
leading to Bachelor's degree. Pre-em- 
inently a Christian college with every 
facility for thorough work. Located 
in the Middle West, in a beautiful, 
dignified, old college town, noted for 
its literary and music atmosphere. 

Let us have names of your friends 
who are looking for a good college. 

Call or address, Registrar 

Illinois Woman's College, 

Jacksonville, 111. 


3 0112 1 10581 7842 

"It takes the mind out-of-doors" 

— R. Z. Stevenson